Yesterday was a day of meetings, and I have to say, both of them were really fun. Isn't that weird? Don't you want to hit me with a stick for saying that? It should never be acknowledged that meetings can be fun, but they were, especially the second one that involved a dinner afterward. Both involved ideas, thoughts, laughter, and progress. I mean, really. Things are actually going forward after each. Can you believe it?
At my college, we seem to talk a great deal and not do much. Or we talk a great deal and then move slowly toward something. We make many plans and implement them slowly. Those of you quite Zen would say that's the way to do it, but after being a faculty member for a long time, I'm still waiting on a few of those line items we talked about in 1994. I have often thought it was as though from late August to May we are on a treadmill, doing what we need to do, and then right after graduation, poof! we forget everything. Amnesia about all that went before during the academic year. Gone, like smoke. When we come back in late August, it's as if we were somnambulists coming back to waking life.
Oh, yeah, we think. Program review.
Then we have to talk about it for a year. And then, well, summer comes again.
But yesterday? We have a presentation to give. We organized it, made plans, decided on handouts and presenters. Done. And then we laughed, ate chocolate, and left. No amnesia. No next meeting planned except the presentation that we are going to do.
My next meeting involved a woman with a great idea in publishing, and six other women (including me) who were there to talk about her business model. The model rocks. It's something I am very excited about, and the five women I was sitting with were smart, articulate, funny, and full of ideas. The women ranged in age from their late twenties to late fifties, and each had a knowledge base different from mine and extensive. But all of us could bring what we know to the table, and the table was full.
My friend with the publishing plan was a lot of work to do, but she has a plan and so amnesia on the horizon. We hope to meet again with her and work as her board as she moves into this venture. As a writer, listening to anyone with a plan that will change the system as we know it is a good, welcome sign. Things aren't working. There is waste and mismanagement; there is excess in every direction. Eventually, the entire industry is going to have to change, and my friend is trying to do her small part.
And then there was dinner, pasta and salad and wine. Food always helps meetings, even the repetitive ones. Make a note. Try to remember it.
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